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Not till we are lost…

Not till we are lost, in other words not till we have lost the world, do we begin to find ourselves, and realize where we are and the infinite extent of our relations. Walden; or, Life in the Woods – Henry David Thoreau

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George Eliot on Autumn

Is not this a true autumn day? Just the still melancholy that I love – that makes life and nature harmonise. The birds are consulting about their migrations, the trees are putting on the hectic or the pallid hues of decay, and begin to strew the ground, that one’s very footsteps may not disturb the […]

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Seamus Heaney Reads ‘Death of a Naturalist’